In high school he was able to buy devices to simulate a warm orifice; he was much more satisfied, albeit greater lust, with more vivid testosterone enhanced visualisations. In the afterglow of a softened cock he was unaware of his further hardening heart. At least he was without risk of becoming an std dispenser.

She thought he loved her. He thought he loved her. They each vowed to love the other. One cannot promise to feel a certain way. Were their vows irrational? No. Love is an act of will. Can love abide lust? Who will stop the cycle?